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Back at Square One	By : TwistedWorld Category: 1 through F > Charmed Views: 16850 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Charmed, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Sassy: - You were perfectly right to be confused. I'd managed to go a little nuts with the cutting and pasting and that paragraph should have come later when Chris was asleep by the door. Fixed it now. Heh. Thnaks for pointing it out, though.
If anyone else spots any mistakes then don't feel too scared to tell me. I only bite the bad guys and door to door salespeople who RING THE DOORBELL WHEN YOU'RE IN THE BATH. Ahem. But never people who review... *coughhintcough*

And to xfaytx: - HEH! You're great. I love all of your reviews. That amuse me muchly. What are you on? Can I have some?

Disclaimer: -I don't own Charmed. I don't own any of the characters in Charmed. Unfotunately.
Rating: - NC-17 -- This fic contains sexual relationships between to males YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED

The sun was beating through the huge glass windows in his bedroom and Wyatt screwed up his face, rolling over. That was bright. Way too fucking bright. He woke up slowly, wondering why he hadn�t pulled down the heavy blinds the night before. He squinted some more and jerked his arm and the blinds all rolled down at once, covering the window and hiding the burning sun from view.

As he moved, he felt stickiness. He looked down at himself and as he saw the dried cum covering his naked body he remembered what had happened last night and why he had been too distracted to be bothered with blinds. He smiled to himself, rolling over to find his brother, still asleep, cuffed to the bed next to him. Immediately he felt his dick spring to life as blood was quickly pumped to the organ. The blond groaned and threw himself back down on his side of the bed, watching his hard on rise through the sheets. He reached down absently to readjust himself and got out of bed, his erection waving in front of him. He stretched and padded towards his bathroom and the shower.

He looked in the mirror and rubbed his eyes and then looked again. He grunted at himself. Wow � he really wasn�t a pretty sight in the mornings. He yawned and summoned a towel into his hand and draped it across the heated towel rail. Chris always liked his towels to be warm when he got out of the shower and it was a habit he�d transferred to Wyatt. Not that the ruler would admit it, of course.

Imagining Chris�s body slick with water in a shared shower didn�t help Wyatt�s �problem� and his erection started to grow again. Cursing Chris for being so beautiful he spun the cold water on in the shower, hoping to rinse away the throbbing in his groin.

He stepped under the harsh spray and would have yelped if he hadn�t caught himself in time. Leaders didn�t yelp. Not even when they were assaulted by a power shower at about minus forty degrees. The blond quickly span the hot tap and soon the shower stall filled with steam. He guessed he�d just have to get rid of his erection the old fashioned way.

He washed his hair first and was soaping himself up when he couldn�t take it anymore. The slick suds on his dick were tickling him and he reached down, imagining Chris kneeling on the floor of the shower stall between his legs. Wyatt leant back against the tiled wall and started playing with his hard dick, enjoying his hand gliding over the soap-lubricated flesh.

He gently and slowly stroked his hand up and down his shaft and closed his eyes, not wanting to get rid of Chris�s image. The ruler quickly sped up his strokes, even moaning as he imagined his brother�

Having fun in there, Wy?

The ruler�s blue eyes snapped open and he stopped stroking. He was sure he had just heard Chris ask if he were having fun. Maybe the fantasy had just got a little intense, that was all� He listened hard. There was no way his brother�s amused voice could have been heard above the thundering water and through the closed bathroom door. No, it had just been his imagination. After Chris had left, he had often heard his brother�s voice and gone into the bedroom, hoping to see him lying on the bed. It had never happened. And slowly, those moments faded anyway. But now Chris was back, that must be it�

He smiled. Waking up to a naked and cute Chris was definitely a plus. And there would be a lot more of waking up to that, Wyatt realized, if he had his way. He smiled and leant back against the wall, delving back into his fantasy. This was one of his favorites. He started caressing his aching cock again. It was demanding for attention and he really had no problems giving it. He groaned � he didn�t think he�d been this hard since Chris had run off�

Guess that�s a �yes�, huh?
Wyatt�s eyes opened again and this time he turned the shower off and got out, not bothering to dry himself off. He wrapped his towel around his waist and walked into the bedroom, oblivious to his dick tenting the white, fluffy material as curiosity overtook him.

Chris was awake and was lying with his head turned to one side, so he was facing the door. Impish amusement crossed his face as Wyatt entered and folded his arms, leaning against the doorframe.

�Morning,� the brunette said.

Wyatt saw something pass over Chris�s eyes and face, but he wasn�t sure exactly what it was. Had it really been so long since he had had to read his little brother?

�Was that you?�

�Was what me?�

�In the shower.�

Maybe

Wyatt blinked. Chris smirked. Wyatt realized that this was another way in which Chris�s powers had either gotten stronger or advanced. His brother had inherited telekinesis and empathy from his bloodline � telepathy was just practically smushing the two words together. It made sense.

�Nice power,� Wyatt said, shifting so that his towel opened a little and allowed his dick to spring free.

�Jealous because you don�t have it?� Chris asked, looking purposefully down at Wyatt�s groin. Wyatt felt his cock jolt again and shifted, hiding the erection again. Chris continued to stare at it and Wyatt cleared his throat uncomfortably.

�I could get it if I wanted to,� Wyatt snapped, striding over to his closet on the other side of the room.

�Are you going to leave me chained to your bed all day?� Chris called. �Because I have better things to do, you know.�

�You�re not going anywhere,� Wyatt called back from inside his closet, even as Chris tried and failed to get free using his power. He tried again but nothing actually happened. Maybe it was because he didn�t have a good enough view of them. Or maybe Wyatt had put a spell on them. He guessed the latter.

The brunette pulled hard against his restraints, but neither the bed nor the cuffs gave. He sighed to himself. It looked like that, to get free, he�d have to be nice to Wyatt for a little longer.

Wyatt appeared in the doorway of the closet, using the towel that had been around his waist to dry his hair. He was wearing his trademark black jeans, but nothing else. Wyatt had a strong chest and broad shoulders from all of the sword-wielding and weightlifting he did. The only hair he had on his upper body was a small blond trail leading down from his belly button and Chris rolled over, following it intently with his eyes to his brother�s groin. How the hell Wyatt managed to cram an erection the size of his into pants as tight as that was beyond Chris. The brunette liked to wear his jeans baggy and the room factor was one of the main reasons why.

�What?� Wyatt asked, tossing his towel at the open bathroom door. Someone would pick it up and throw it down the laundry chute later.

�Just forgot that you woke up hard,� Chris said, wiggling his eyebrows. �That�s all.�

�Yeah, well, this is your fault,� Wyatt said, gesturing to his throbbing member. �Lying there, looking so damn hot��

Chris pulled lightly on his chains, remembering that Wyatt liked struggling. �It�s a gift.� The brunette was having to work hard to keep up his mental �shield� to stop Wyatt�s emotions entering. Otherwise he�d end up as lust-crazed as his brother and then the plan wouldn�t work.

Wyatt only grunted, wondering if it was possible to get any harder. Chris�s wriggling and struggling had pulled the sheet covering his brother down, revealing Chris�s new, more muscled and leaner upper body but stopping just short of exposing his brother�s dick. Chris bucked his hips into the air as he fought pitifully against the cuffs and Wyatt swallowed, wanting to turn away but his dick was telling him not to.

�Need a hand with that?� Chris asked, nodding towards Wyatt�s straining crotch.

�Fine by myself,� Wyatt said grudgingly. Maybe he should go put on some sweats. Something loose�

Yeah. You look it.

�Stop creeping inside my head!� Wyatt yelped, causing Chris to smile as he realized just how on edge Wyatt was.

Sorry. You just look like you need to borrow my mouth for a while.

Wyatt shuddered. �I�m warning you, Chris��

�Ooh, I like this game,� Chris purred, grinning as Wyatt stepped closer.

�You don�t control me, Chris,� Wyatt said, even as he walked towards his brother. �Never had and never will, got it?�

Fair enough. I guess you want this now, though. Right?

Wyatt nodded, not trusting his dry mouth with words and walked around the other side of the bed and Chris shifted as best he could, coming face-to-face with Wyatt�s enclosed erection. He licked the rough denim of Wyatt�s crotch as Wyatt had to stop his hips bucking towards the contact as his brother nipped his obvious head through his jeans.

The blond swallowed and gasped, quickly yanking his pants down. Chris smiled devilishly through a curtain of brown hair and swirled his tongue around Wyatt�s cock before his brother had even pulled down his boxers. Wyatt made short work of the underwear and stood fully hard in front of Chris.

�Mmmm�� Chris said and Wyatt stepped as near to the bed as he could get, forcing the head of his cock onto Chris�s lips.

Chris opened his mouth graciously, his tongue darting out and licking all down the underside of his brother�s dick, which leapt at the contact. Chris strained and managed to tickle Wyatt�s balls with his tongue and then moved back up to the underside of Wyatt�s cock until he got to the head and took it into his mouth.

Wyatt gasped and thrust forward instinctively, nearly gagging Chris. The brunette had all but forgotten how to take Wyatt�s cock whole and he pulled backwards a little, sucking gently and then hard and watching how it sent shivers throughout his brother�s body.

Excellent. Wyatt was practically completely in his control now.

Eventually Chris felt he was ready and shifted forwards again, sucking further and further down the shaft until the head was grazing the back of his throat. Wyatt then thrust into Chris until he was entirely buried in his brother for the second time in seven hours. Chris�s throat wasn�t as tight as his ass, but the boy�s talented tongue darting everywhere and wrapping itself in mind-numbing knots for Wyatt and his dick more than made up for it and the swallowing muscles practically crushing his cock made him feel like he was in heaven.

Actually, he�d been practically all the way up there and this was better. Way better.

He started fucking Chris�s face, feeling waves of pleasure almost too much to handle as he looked down at his brother�s face. Chris was licking and sucking every part of Wyatt�s cock that was in his reach.

Suddenly Chris pulled away and Wyatt thrust into empty air, nearly staggering forwards and on top of Chris.

His brother was smiling mischievously and Wyatt recognized it as one of the brunette�s games. Wyatt stepped out of his pants and boxers that were around his ankles and got up onto the bed, straddling Chris�s chest and scooting forward. Chris then took Wyatt�s dick back into his mouth again, licking it all over before sucking Wyatt as hard as he could.

Wyatt realized that he was getting close and he started fucking Chris�s face again, this time in earnest. Chris was concentrating on Wyatt�s balls and the second he saw them twitch and felt Wyatt stiffen his teeth flashed and he bit down on his brother�s member.

�Shit!� Wyatt yelled, trying to pull back, all thoughts of an orgasm dispersing. Chris bit a little deeper and Wyatt didn�t move.

Get these cuffs off of me or I swear I�ll bite it in half.

�Not� losing� you,� Wyatt grunted and Chris increased the pressure, causing Wyatt to cry out and reach up towards the cuffs. The blond loosened one and Chris immediately tore the other one up and rubbed his wrists, not letting go of Wyatt�s drooping erection.

Suddenly he unclamped his jaws and flung Wyatt into the wall with TK, scrambling to yank on his Wyatt�s abandoned pants. He didn�t have time for the underwear. Chris tried hard to adjust himself as he ran � these really weren�t made for comfort.

As he ran out into the corridor he telekinetically slammed the bedroom door behind him, and then started tipping items of furniture behind him into what would be Wyatt�s path with his power. He unlocked the front door and then slammed that too.

He didn�t care that he was half-naked � he just wanted to get out of here. Wyatt�s was the only apartment on this floor and Chris slammed his palm into the button for the elevator, waiting for it to appear. He dived inside as soon as it had and he thought he heard Wyatt shout in anger from behind him so he stabbed the red button and the doors slid shut.

The red button was the only button that could get him anywhere close to fleeing the complex without being seen. This was Wyatt�s secret back entrance � any other place would be crawling with demon guards. He mentally felt the guard from last night tear him and shuddered, hoping he had pissed his brother off enough to stop Wyatt from thinking of orbing.

The elevator dinged and Chris dashed out, dispatching a surprised demon with a flagpole. He burst into flames as the witch-whitelighter dashed past. Once outside, Chris dodged two energy balls and continued running until he was a block away from the complex. Here Chris had to slow down. He had bare feet and the sidewalks and roads were torn up, exposing jagged concrete edges and bare wires from lampposts, as well as glass strewn everywhere.

The brunette continued to pick his way as fast as he could towards where he knew the dead zone ended and he would be able to orb. He had only another half a block to go when orbing lights appeared right in front of him.

Bum, bum, BUUUUUUUM. Heh. A little review is all it takes to poke me enough to write what happens next...
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